The price of victory was terrible, and it was only earned when our three submarines were seriously wounded, and when the 'Godkiller' was brave and tenacious, and almost perished.

Wang Hao was the first to rush to the deck, anxiously and expectantly staring at the 'Divine Power', which had completely lost its power.

He even wanted to shout Yuan Xiaoyi's name loudly, he even wanted to jump into the water, swim to the 'Divine Power' and open the hatch to see how Yuan Xiaoyi was doing.

But he could only take a look, the 'God's Force' was dragged by the 'God's Slayer' and had begun to return home. The ship's hatch did not open, and according to the information that came, the hatch could not be opened for the time being due to the impact of the explosion.

Wang Hao could only go back to the cabin, still anxiously going back and forth, and the other party didn't say a word about Yuan Xiaoyi's news.

Wang Hao was about to go crazy, and he was seriously counting how many people there were in the 'Divine Power'. He wondered if he was looking for something that would smash his fist if he punched it.

yes, he will beat them so hard that they all fall on the ground and cannot get up.

Wang Haijun pulled up Wang Hao and walked to the deck, looked at the stars in the sky, sighed, took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao lit up and inhaled hard, sucking a large amount of warm and familiar mist into his mouth, and then swallowing it into his lungs. Thick smoke spread and churned in his lungs.

It invades every alveoli and completely binds to the oxygen in the blood. For a long, long time, he was slowly spitting out, and he actually felt a trace of drunkenness.

I have to say, this smoke is really powerful sometimes. Everyone knows about the injury, but they still enjoy it.

The wind is blowing and the waves are rolling.

Experienced people know that the sky is about to change. Wang Hao exhaled heavily. I don't know if I want to spit out the dust and smoke in my lungs, or I want to spit out the turbidity in my heart.

The navy handed Wang Hao another cigarette and motioned for Wang Hao to light it. Then lean on the side deck of the boat and watch the undulating sea.

The warship was like a sharp knife, opening a slender opening on the sea, and the water waves hit the waves next to it separately, bursting into countless cold splashes for a while.

The waves are like a black dragon churning on the sea, jumping out of the sea, and then falling rapidly, only allowing people to see its tyrannical unrestrained and playful eyes.

It's the work of nature, the anger of the sea god's lonely dance and his emptiness and melancholy, which now seems so touching.

After experiencing life and death, talents will undergo qualitative changes, and the navy still accompanies Wang Hao to lean on the side of the ship, and they are all waiting silently.

The head of the extremely crazy Black Shadow Group in the "God's Force", the world's transnational terrorist drug lord - Lan Ting.

Get up and lie on the small bed next to the command room, eyes slightly closed. Fierce and heavy, the exhilarating military music roared throughout the entire cabin of the Godpower.

Lan Ting was engrossed in this military music, as if this was his whole world. It seems that he did not fail, and now it is not himself who is being caught.

A bright red blonde with long legged stockings and a very hot body was sitting on his waist, humming loudly.

The military music is exciting, and the people are more excited. It's like a galloping battle of thousands of horses.

Lan Ting's hands, it turned out that the hand that kept following the music and the beat was so ruthless and poisonous. Completely ignore the heart-rending pain of the blonde beauty. The hands slammed down, pulling the beauty into her arms.

Let the beautiful woman cry heartbreakingly, let her tears howl in pain. It seems that the harder the beauty screams and the more it hurts, the more he will have a violent pleasure.

In a burst of hysterical clawing, in a heart-wrenching roar. At the moment when the beautiful woman's trembling body is like a leaf drifting in the wind.

It was a long time, a long time, before he opened his eyes. His eyes were blood-red, like a brutal wolf. Push away the girl who was still lying on top of her.

Standing up and kicking the girl who was lying on her back and was silent, the poor girl was suddenly kicked awake, stared in horror and saw the second kick that hit her, and fainted again.

Lan Ting yelled.

"Whatever it is, I only use it once."

After saying that, he picked up the whiskey on the table and soaked in the air, and then drank it in one gulp, and then threw it away, and a crisp sound of glass breaking came.

The magnificent crystal goblet shattered, and the fragments bounced off the submarine's wall buds, bursting even more magnificently. Only then did he reach out and rang the receiver on the table.

Soon, his wolf-like howl echoed through the ship.

"Listen to me, all assemble. Hurry up for me, right now, you pigs. Frogman gear, ready to abandon the boat! ”

A man in a submarine uniform gave a 'report' and pushed the door open, his face grim, as if he couldn't see everything in the room.

"Head!"

The subordinates bowed and saluted.

"Are you all ready?"

Lan Ting held the wine bottle to himself and drank it to his mouth.

"Alright."

The subordinate said.

"I have a very bad premonition, you must know that this is in the East in the country Z, these barbarians are very terrible, he is called the forbidden land and grave of our people."

Lan Ting took a sip of wine and continued.

"With the strength we have, it's impossible to compete with their government. This extremely stupid Lu Dejiang, this Z country pig swept us around. However, we have only now received half of the commission.

It would be ridiculous if it got out. But we had to prepare for the worst, we had to abandon the boat and escape. ”

His throat moved, and he finally spoke.

"Head. This is impossible, they dare not touch us, we are protected by country M, we have immunity! ”

"Smack, smack"

The crisp slap was fanned on the face of his subordinates, as if it was so peaceful.